Tempting fate

I've been putting off writing this entry for one particular reason.  Every time I write anything about wearing a corset *again*  I immediately go off the idea and it all comes to nothing.  After two months, that may still be the case, but I very much hope not. 

I've been corseted now for several weeks - and when I say "corseted" I mean laced up in a corset tight all the time apart from showering and 'essential maintenance'.  Although I've had brief spells of lacing up before, and did it on and off on a pretty regular basis a few years back, I've never managed to do it quite so successfully.  How do I define success?  I've gone from a fully-closed 30" corset, down to a 28", and at the beginning of this week to a 26" one - which I bought some years ago when I could only just about fit into it.  So I'm feeling pleased, quite proud of my efforts, and best of all really comfortable and happy at being so tightly corseted.  I was pretty amazed at the photo I took last night of the jeans I'd been wearing all day - 34" waist Levis (my natural waist size) looking positively baggy!

I've always tended to look back rather wistfully to the time when I'd just left school but was still only a 28" waist and used to buy boys jeans because I could still get into them and they were in fact a better, slimmer fit on me than the men's styles.  It's probably optimistic to expect to be able to recapture that, but I'm able to pull my laces just a little bit tighter every few days so I'm certainly working on it!        

Fan club?

I was exchanging emails with a guy at the end of last week, who's into thighboots. As I've written on here before I've got a bit of a thing about boots, including high-heel ones. So we had quite a friendly chat about it and the upshot was that I decided to take some pics of me wearing mine and upload them: they're knee-high rubber stilettos! It's something I'd had half in mind to do for a while in fact. So I set up a little mini photo-shoot with the boots, some black wet-look leggings and a corset to complete the ensemble.

It was a terrific fun way to spend a wet breezy Saturday afternoon and I thoroughly enjoyed doing it. I have no pretentions whatever to being photogenic, although the focus was on the boots and not on me. Nevertheless I was gobsmacked to see that my Flickr stats have since absolutely shot up seven-fold on the strength of it!! The obvious inference is I am not by a long chalk the only guy who's into stilettos - it is moderately obvious that it's a guy who's wearing them. If only I could master the art of walking in them as easily?

PS - I've kept the corset on: I really must get properly back into the habit of that.

Breathe in.....

I daresay its probably one of those association-of-ideas things, but since I got back into the corset habit a couple of weeks or so ago, I've been taking a bit more of an interest in it once again. I've watched a few videos and commented on them, and filled in a little survey-thing this afternoon on Flickr with my experiences of wearing a corset. I realized how much I enjoyed the habit and missed the benefits it had brought me in terms of keeping my weight and shape under control.

However, a little perseverence and application has paid off: I've lost almost half a stone in weight, and have just found my 30" corsets are only just tight enough when fully laced, so I went in search of my 28" one! It's been so long I couldn't find where I'd put it, but I eventually retrieved it from the bottom of a box, and wa-hey.... I laced it up. I can't quite lace it fully again yet but it's lovely and snug, and it always was the best-fitting one of all my corsets. Strange to think I actually own more corsets than I do shirts, but then since I left work I don't ever have occasion to wear a shirt any more!

Summer lace-up time

I write from time to time about how I love to wear a corset. I'm - sadly - not as conscientious as I'd like to be in this respect (and I admire tremendously those who are), so I must confess to being somewhat sporadic in that I make determined efforts for maybe a few days and then start lapsing. Wearing PVC a lot in hot weather isn't my idea of the ideal: it may, and in my opinion does, look "hot" but it feels hot as well and the sticky/sweaty sensation which is the accompanying downside I find a bit much after a while.

But then yesterday I came across the 30" blue denim corset that I bought a while back off eBay (where else!) and which I'd tended to abandon in favour of the PVC one and pretty much forgotten about. So how many guys do you know who own so many corsets they've lost track of some of them?! Anyway, I'm all laced up in it - it's a nice snug fit, but a slightly cooler feeling and the very thing for a pleasant summer late spring evening.

No Easter eggs for me!

Weighing myself this morning, I discovered I've lost around three pounds since Monday! I've learned from previous experience that while if I put my mind to it I can shed significant amounts of weight fairly quicky at first, the rate inevitably soon tails off and I get a bit dispirited, with the result that I tend to lose heart and it soon goes back on again. I'd love to get back to the 125 pounds and 28" waist that I had as a teenager, but realistically I can't see that ever happening! However the admonition I got a couple of years ago from the nurse when I went for my healthcheck to the effect that I was a bit overweight was a wake-up call, and I realized that I couldn't carry on stuffing sweets and chips in the way I'd become accustomed to without it showing. So cutting those out, and eliminating other obvious sources of trouble (after all, it is termed a "beer belly" for a reason!) got me off to a flying start. I don't like salad and never have, but things like swapping toast for crispbread were easy enough to do - and simply reducing the amounts of what I ate worked a lot of the time too.

Getting back into the swing of doing all that again this week has been plain sailing. I've been tempted by the odd piece of cake or two, but I've been strong willed and kept my resolve. And I'd forgotten how good it felt to wear a corset! I can see the effect slowly producing results when even after I've taken it off, my stomach is noticeably flatter now. I look better and I feel better. And since today is Good Friday and it's a holiday, perhaps I should improve on the shining hour by taking the dog for a walk in the woods: I'm sure she'd enjoy that!

All laced up

It started off originally almost as a "dare", from what I remember. I was assured by a good friend of mine at the time, that I'd look good in a corset, would enjoy wearing one, and therefore ought to try it! Rather dubiously I did give it a try, took to it like a duck to water, and absolutely loved it. Gradually over a period of time, although I never wore one anywhere approaching 24/7, I did get into the habit of lacing up regularly and eventually got myself into a 26" one before letting the habit lapse rather unaccountably a couple of years ago. Looking back on that, I'm not altogether sure why: just one of those things that happens, I suppose. Whatever the reason, the end result was that I started putting on weight again, got up to around 180 pounds - with a waistline to match - before dropping back to 175 which I don't seem to be able to reduce further. It's largely, I'm ashamed to say, the result of pigging on snacks between meals!

There's therefore no way I can fit into a 26" any more, but I'd laced up sporadically on occasions in a 30" PVC one I bought off eBay. I thought yesterday it was about time I made more of a determined effort to get myself back into shape, and having discovered the 30" almost fitted me without much of a gap at the back, I had the incentive I needed. I've been wearing it now for a little over twelve hours.

It's a bit difficult to explain what the big attraction is for a guy in wearing a corset. Being PVC and a womens' one (I can't stand the look of purpose-designed male corsets) gives it a definite kink value, and it's a turn-on for me! I love the sensual tightness - the feeling of being constantly hugged - as well as the visual effect of my body taking on definition and losing a lot of its unsightly flab. Although I've never gone in for tightlacing as such, the restriction over my stomach area does give me a feeling of not wanting to eat, as well as realistically no longer being able to demolish huge quantities of anything while laced up. So it's all good!

We'll see how it goes: the pics incidentally are of me in a 28" PVC one from November 2007 - which should give me something to aim for.